Luyện nghe bài hát Did He Jump/Unfree Child/Mommy's Gone

Who was that on the ledge?
Did he jump or was he
He left a which no one read
In desperate hand the note said:
"Never turn my back on
Society turn is on me.
tried once to drop out,
I couldn't get in from the start."

The children all played games
The grown-ups gave clever names
Turned them all from very
On to the competition
Feed T.V. everyday
Teach them just how they should
For the that start to stray
Cut them off till obey

Our little friend was not the
To want to have to and fight
Bully boys all could
the lonely little kid
The grown ups all looked hard and
"He's got two feet he can stand on"
We never like the sickly
The boisterous ones are much fun

He found it to socialize
Cause when he laughed or he cried
In the wrong place be chastised
An idiot to be
Never learnt to play the the way
That supposed to play
Never learnt the to say
Or lock emotion safe

Who was that on the ledge?
Did he or was he pushed?
He left a which no one read
In desperate hand the note said:
"Never turn my back on
Society turn is on me.
All the can not be wrong
It be me I don't belong."
"All the can not be wrong
It be me I don't belong"
"All the can not be wrong
It must be me I belong"
"All the world can not be
It must be me I belong"
"All the world can not be
It be me I don't belong"

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The unfree child is of woe
Into the unfree adult he will
unfree children of is own
On and on and so it

Take hands from off your genitals
Eat those greens and up strong
piss yourself it's very naughty
Stephen, Stephen you shine
Don't now we are talking
Not a word less you
There's listening
Don't us
And never let us catch you

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When I was a baby my mummy me
If I was a bad boy would scold me
When I was a my mummy lectured
If I was a good boy I be rewarded

Mummy, daddy, what would you expected
In eyes I'm not to be respected
Take you on but I'm one reflection
Of the that you hold and the way you see them

My mummy's
To a where I can't go
A place that's in thy mystery
Of identity
Supermarkets and pike suits
My mummy's
My gone

When I was a little my mummy told me
Had to make an to make myself pretty
Got to get a husband, got to have a
Got to be a to the rest of the family

Mummy, daddy, more would you expected
In your eyes I'm not to be
you on but I'm just one reflection
Of the that you hold and the way you see them

My mummy's
To a place I can't go
A place cloaked in thy mystery
Of identity
Supermarkets and three suits
My gone
My gone

Now that I'm older, I know you scared me
But I don't hold it against you, though it damage me
I know you're a just just like me
You can feel the pressure just like me

Mummy, daddy, what would you expected
In your eyes I'm not to be
Take you on but I'm just one
Of the values that you and the way you see them

My gone
To a where I can't go
A that's cloaked in thy mystery
Of corporate
Supermarkets and three pike
My mummy's
My mummy's